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Butterflies

butterflies in my stomach as butterflies fly by. the oceans of possibilities drown my tongue in a refreshment reminiscent of young days and even older rememberences. distance between the two of us is non-existant despite the obstacles you place in the way.

kiss the dreams of tommorrow away until the nightmares of yesterday are resolved. this world and all that's involved falls into your palm. to make my soul smile as you've done mine. my sunshine.

allow your rays to illuminate the haze of a november rain as this contender abstains from acquiring your affection. for now. i just want your attention. listen to the words that make no sense as only evidenced in my actions. i want more than your passion. i want you to pimp me for my soul. leave it exposed. if your doors are opened, don't force mine closed.

......the butterflies flutter as i mutter another inconsistent train of thought. i've fought this battle previously and greviously i won. the fight done and i still lie naked and nekked and unprotected and untouched. for she felt she had touched enough. but you.

my momentary mistress. my damndest damsel in distress relinquish your stress for me to posess. relinquish that dress and allow the flowery panties to flow in the wind as i envision sandy beaches and ecstatic clashes in our reaches creased jeans seem to split at the seams, my conscience attempted to intervene but between your emotion and ecstacy was especially interesting for me. have mercy on this debutant but flaunt those curves in the direction of my affection. sit down for a second. allow this.... kiss to begin the challenge.

Ahmariah Jackson
c/o 10-30-97

Email: exoticluv@hotmail.com